I am only flesh and bones, 我只是皮肉和骨头，

Splintered glass and tattered clothes, 碎裂的玻璃和破烂的衣服，

behind the skin, my fragility, 皮肤的背后，我的脆弱，

behind the skin, a skeletal impracticality, 皮肤身后，骨骼不切实际，

I am only pieces of you, 我只是个你，

held together with paper glue, 纸胶在一起，

behind the skin, my divinity 皮肤的背后，我的神

behind the skin, my only sanctuary. 背后的皮肤，我唯一的避难所。

   

You can lean on me, have a drink on me, 你可以依靠我，喝一杯我，

leave your mark all over me, 留下痕迹遍布了我，

paint the outside 'till it smiles, 画外“ ，直到它微笑，

you can eat off me, rest your head on me, 你可以吃掉我，休息你的头在我身上，

press yourself on top of me, 按你自己在我上面，

kick the back until its quiet. 打完后，直到它安静。

   

All in all I'm just furniture, 这一切的一切，我只是家具，

Just another piece taking you one step further from the perfect living room set, 只是另一块带您从完美的客厅集合了一步，

All in all I'm just furniture, 这一切的一切，我只是家具，

In these 4 walls that hold me, keep me safe under sound and bare within its grip. 在这4个壁抱着我，不断健全我的安全和裸其抓地力之内。

   

My wooden heart it sings no more, 我的木心脏也唱不动了，

This dress I wear becomes the floor, 这件衣服我穿变成地板，

behind the skin, a living, breathing thing, 皮肤的背后，一个活生生的东西，

behind the skin, a place you've never been. 皮肤的背后，一个地方，你从来没有去过。

   

You can lean on me, have a drink on me, 你可以依靠我，喝一杯我，

leave your mark all over me, 留下痕迹遍布了我，

paint the outside 'till it smiles, 画外“ ，直到它微笑，

you can eat off me, rest your head on me, 你可以吃掉我，休息你的头在我身上，

press yourself on top of me, 按你自己在我上面，

kick the back until its quiet. 打完后，直到它安静。

   

All in all I'm just furniture, 这一切的一切，我只是家具，

Just another piece taking you one step further from the perfect living room set, 只是另一块带您从完美的客厅集合了一步，

All in all I'm just furniture, 这一切的一切，我只是家具，

In these 4 walls that hold me, keep me safe under sound and bare within its grip. 在这4个壁抱着我，不断健全我的安全和裸其抓地力之内。

   

I am only flesh and bones, 我只是皮肉和骨头，

Splintered glass and tattered clothes. 碎裂的玻璃和破烂的衣服。